Young Support Foundation

Land of Hope

Do you remember Samuel ?

We rescued him more than 3 years ago. He was wearing a torn t-shirt with LOVE written on it.

We found him living inside the bush! Samuel’s father accused him of being a witch and tried to kill him.

He cut his head with a machete. Samuel fought back and escaped the attack. He ran into the bush where he was hiding.

Since then we have searched for his father but not been able to trace his whereabouts.

But we never give up. Yesterday we went on a mission to find him. While driving around in his community Samuel suddenly saw his father on a bike and we followed him.

He was not aware we were at his tail and he took us straight to Samuel’s grandparents’ house.

When the father saw us he ran away. Seriously he jumped of his bike and ran into the bush!

Samuel’s grandparents were in the house and they were shocked and so happy to see Samuel again.

Samuel and his father were not living with the grandparents. So when their son came home one day without Samuel and told them what he had done they threw him out!

We sat for hours and talked with Samuel’s grandparents. They really care for Samuel and he told me that they always treated him with love and kindness,

They were so ashamed of their son’s behavior. We agreed to come back to talk to Samuel’s father.

He needs to see Samuel and know that he is still alive ! To hear that his son is one of the most brilliant students in his class and that he is not a witch !

One significant thing about Samuel’s case is that from his grandparents house you can see a massive residence.

It’s where the Governor of Akwa Ibom lives.

Reunification is a long process but it starts somewhere and with a lot of home visits and counseling there is room for hope ✨

Love from Anja ❤️

Born To Street 08

- Asmau Abubakar

You gave birth to them then sent them far,
Claiming they seek knowledge, but left the door ajar.
Parents! Where is your mercy, your care?
Even if he's not an orphan..
why act unaware?

He clutches a bowl, begging to live,
Not for knowledge, but for what food may give.
Some are orphans, yes, with no one to stand,
But many were dumped by their parents’ own hand.

You say you love them, yet you left them cold,
In rain, in hunger, with no hand to hold.
You trusted them to teachers with no guide or grace,
Now their lives are lost, caught in life's harsh race.

You parents chasing the world and its games,
You are to blame! Fear Allah, remember your names.
Knowledge should not come through pain and abuse,
If you truly care, be the light they use.

And we who see, must not stay mute,
The Almajiri is a child.. fragile and cute.
Let’s lift him up, restore his worth,
And help him rise beyond the dirt.